“GST Taxes”

They seem to feel the need to be
The bullies to “the enemy”
(That’s us, who try to work with them
But it’s so hard to their way bend).

They sent then paper forms, to fill
Out nil-reports, mind-numbing swill,
With little boxes just their way;
Now electronic comes our way.

One hundred bucks the fine for me
As I was viewed as “enemy”;
Alzheimer’s makes transactions stiff –
I paid, and said to cancel it.

They cashed the check, did not close down;
More paper forms which made me frown;
I filled them out; (quite puzzled then);
Got fine – two-fifty – sigh, again!

The lady called to check the score;
I laughed and shared this story – more
Relieved to talk to human face –
She said to phone their info-place.

But they don't answer – “later call,
We’re busy” – now a week, and all
I want is let them know the score
About my check and letter – more –

I cannot do – they escalate
A silly scene – I cannot wait
To let it go, do other things –
I wonder what tomorrow brings.

Thanks Holy Spirit for this.

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